Dawn's Diary Chapter 3

Back at home it took nearly a week before I was able to sit comfortably after my encounter with Sam and her huge dildo. My thoughts constantly drifted back to her. I continued to keep my body cleanly shaven and regularly wore the outfit that I had worn that evening with Sam around the house. I bought a butt plug and inserted it on arriving home most evenings to ready myself for the experience to follow.

Relaxing at home, I would let my hand wander down to my lace-covered cock. It never took long before streams of cum were soiling my panties. Remembering the taste of my semen erupting from Sam's dildo, I would lick my fingers clean. I wondered what Sam had in mind for our next encounter and knowing that, whatever it was, it would raise my sense of risk and level of excitement.

The month finally passed and I arrived in San Francisco for another round of meetings, and a longing to again see Sam. I checked into the hotel and left a key for Sam at the front desk as she had instructed.

I had difficulty concentrating on business as I sat through the many meetings that day. Each time I caught myself thinking of Sam in anticipation of the upcoming evening I would realize that my cock was straining against the front of my trousers. I would hastily cross my legs for fear my erection would be noticed.

Finally, with the last of my meetings concluded, I headed back to the hotel. Sam was in my room when I arrived. She was sitting in a chair watching television, a drink on the table beside her. She wore a pair of gray slacks, a white shirt and tie. There was a sports coat folded neatly on the bed. I knew that the coat wasn't for me.

Sam cooly looked my way. "Hi, Dawn. I've been looking forward to seeing you again."

"Sam, you've been on my mind every day since you so thoroughly fucked me last month," I responded.

Sam told me to fix myself a drink. As I poured scotch from the flask that she had thoughtfully brought, she told me that my clothes were lain out in the bathroom and that I should shave myself to be sure there was no trace of stubble anyplace on my body before putting them on. I, of course, eagerly embarked on my assignment.